Good Things Come to Those Who Waste

This haunted house could be a castle,
This haunted castle is my home,
These ghosts are cellmates,
I never feel alone,
The only way I know
Only way I know
Wear your life in shame
Burn your crown of flames
They left us in hell alone
Wear your life in shame
Burn your crown of flames
They left us in hell alone
See? I am concerned,
Things that might destroy me are the
Best that I have learned,
Only way I know…
This wasn’t as clear cut as we hoped,
We poured ourselves into every note,
And though there was no forgiving.
Through hell we kept singing.